Since moving to Vancouver from my native Montreal, there are three things I’ve missed over the course of my eight years here: mom, a proper smoked meat, and a really good French bistro. I’ve been pleasantly surprised by the caliber of the French cuisine this city has to offer, an… Read more ⇢

Rumors of Gatecon’s demise have been greatly exaggerated. By me it would seem. I’ve been told that Gatecon is far from dead, having split into two different incarnations – Gatecon U.K. and Timeless Destinations (here in Vancouver) – way back when and developing separate entities ever since. So, apparently, with… Read more ⇢

The other day, I received an email from longtime gater Gilder who informed me of the recent troubles being experienced by a once-mighty fan-run Stargate convention. Gatecon was the first and, in my opinion, best of the Stargate cons as it: 1) Took place in Vancouver where the show (SG-1… Read more ⇢

My yahoo account used to get inundated with spam promising everything from lottery winnings to big money business proposals. I would receive almost thirty a day. But ever since I actually started responding to them, their numbers have dwindled. Now, I’m lucky if I get one. So imagine my delight… Read more ⇢

With Fondy awash in doggy-related paraphernalia, I was on my own for lunch today and, rather than celebrate my last Friday of my hiatus with a tin of Brunswick sardines and a bottle of spring water, I decided to go the Lonely Guy route and treat myself to a table… Read more ⇢

Oh, dear. How depressing. My three-week hiatus is almost over and what have I got to show for it? One script completed, less than 20 books read, and a peeling sunburn. Speaking of reading, I’m just about to finish up on Terry Pratchett’s The Light Fantastic, a delightfully wicked read,… Read more ⇢

Last night, Fondy and I had dinner at Feenies. Not long after beating Iron Chef Masaharu Morimoto in the infamous Battle Crab, chef Rob Feenie incorporated a couple of his winning creations into the standing menu. Alas, those selections are long gone, but many of Feenie’s favorites remain including his… Read more ⇢

The sad thing about trying to correspond with scammers is that you rarely hear back from them after the initial missive. More often than not, they just give up and try their luck elsewhere which makes for a depressingly empty junk folder. And just when I figured Ali was a… Read more ⇢

My comfy seat afforded me an unobstructed view through the restaurant’s big bay window to the neighboring KFC parking lot where the shirtless crystal meth addict was putting on a grand performance: pacing, gesticulating wildly, muttering to himself. “What are you looking at?”asked Fondy, craning her neck to peer out… Read more ⇢